Chapter 1482: Dominating the World

“What, you are… the Human Sacred Body?!”

The Golden Crow clan members were shocked. The true master had come knocking! They hadn't expected Ye Fan to return from the ancient path, and there was no need to ask why he was here: to avenge his disciple and exact blood for blood.

Mountain ranges collapsed, ancient peaks tens of thousands of feet tall toppled, and the earth cracked open with fissures more than ten feet wide. Fiery elemental energy surged from underground, and flames shot up, creating a world of fire.

Ye Fan, towering over ten thousand feet, had manifested the Dharma Idol of Heaven and Earth. Fearsome clouds swirled around his chest and abdomen, and his gaze pierced through the mist, directly impacting the ground.

His foot stomped upon the Northern Region, shaking out the Golden Crow clan's lair. The earth crumbled, revealing a dazzling glow beneath.

“Human Sacred Body, don't go too far!” an old Saint King of the Golden Crow clan roared. Behind him, a group of Golden Crows stood, each filled with alarm and dread. This harbinger of death had returned, so powerful that he had crushed so many of their kin with a single stomp, sending shivers down their spines.

“I'm going too far?” Ye Fan's lips curled into a cold smile. Instantly, his entire being surged with boundless, overwhelming vital energy. Towering into the clouds, his vital energy at this moment resembled a vast, rolling golden ocean.

“When your juniors proved incapable, you seniors ganged up, using your strength to bully the weak, killing my disciple and mutilating his body. Who, then, is going too far?!” His voice boomed like thunder, reverberating beneath the sky, and sliced through eardrums like a dragon's blade, as if a deity were enraged.

This immense pressure was awe-inspiring. The Golden Crow clan members felt a god-like might that threatened to tear their bodies apart. They trembled uncontrollably, many unable to withstand it, bleeding from their mouths and collapsing directly to the ground.

This was an invincible aura! Without even needing to act, his naturally emitted presence was enough to intimidate, chilling one's courage, making them tremble, and compelling them to kneel in submission.

Everyone was horrified, whether they were from the Golden Crow clan, the ancient clans, or the Saints from beyond this domain. All who had rushed to this location were terrified. How powerful must he be? The Human Sacred Body truly possessed the bearing of a Supreme Being!

“You...” The Golden Crow powerhouses retreated one by one. Some of the weaker individuals bled from their mouths, their bodies cracking, almost on the verge of exploding.

Many had never seen Ye Fan before, but his name was certainly not unfamiliar. When their clan first arrived in the Big Dipper Star Domain years ago, they had engaged in multiple bloody conflicts with him.

Over the years, Ye Fan's disciple had fought across the land in his master's stead, becoming renowned throughout the Big Dipper and greatly expanding their lineage. He had clashed with the younger talents of the Golden Crow clan multiple times, even slaying their young prince.

It was impossible for the Golden Crow clan to have an unmemorable impression of Ye Fan's lineage. They were sworn enemies. In recent years, they had dispatched older Golden Crow Kings to hunt down Ye Tong, leaving him no refuge anywhere. They had broken his arms and leg bones, yet still felt unsatisfied, vowing to kill him and dismember him.

“What fear does my Golden Crow lineage have of anyone? What if you did kill your way back from the ancient starry path? There is always a higher mountain, and someone stronger than you. If our clan's Emperor arrives, all strong cultivators will be mere dirt!”

Not all Golden Crows were afraid. A few newly emerged rising stars, akin to fearless calves, loudly rebuked him.

This made many Saints ponder, greatly alarmed, because a legend had always persisted that the Golden Crow clan possessed an Emperor, whom they referred to as the Great Emperor!

For many years, this supreme, unappearing being had remained like a massive mountain pressing upon the hearts of all clans, suffocating them. Even some major clans were deeply apprehensive.

People naturally didn't believe it was a true Great Emperor; most likely, it was a Quasi-Emperor!

But that was enough. In this world, once a Quasi-Emperor appeared, they were absolutely invincible, unrivaled above and below. No one could stand against them; they would slaughter all foes in the world.

Ye Fan let out a cold snort, his gaze blazing. Staring straight ahead, two terrifying beams of light shot from his pupils, piercing through the heavens and earth. The young Golden Crow prodigy who had spoken instantly screamed, his forehead splitting into four, bleeding profusely, and he fell backward onto the ground.

Everyone was horrified! What Emperor, what Majesty? What did apprehension matter? In Ye Fan's eyes, they were simply defined as enemies. Since they stood on the opposing side, they would be killed. There was no point in holding back.

“Human Sacred Body, what do you intend to do today?” the old Golden Crow King shouted. He was secretly anxious. Ye Fan's power had far exceeded his expectations; such terror could only be opposed by a Great Saint.

However, their clan's ancestor was currently in another domain, not stationed within the fire vein. The situation was critical; what could be done? He wanted to buy time for the ancestor to return.

“I want to kill all of you!” Ye Fan said coldly, shrinking to the height of a normal person, retracting his Dharma Idol of Heaven and Earth.

He had remained cautious, not acting rashly, because the Golden Crow clan was no small matter; there was bound to be a Great Saint stationed there. As he hadn't seen their presence, he feared a surprise attack.

“Actually, we can sit down and talk. Perhaps over the years, there have been too many misunderstandings between our two lineages, leading to a deepening of hatred, but this is not insurmountable,” the old Golden Crow King said.

Beside him, a hot-blooded young Golden Crow wanted to retort and opened its mouth, but was stopped by a sharp glare from the old king, who wished he could have slapped it dead.

“What is there to talk about? Hand over my disciple's mutilated body and tell me where he is now,” Ye Fan said indifferently.

“We don't know his exact location, but there's no doubt he's alive, and his strength should have advanced rapidly in recent years,” the old Golden Crow tried to say in a humble tone, suppressing the killing intent and coldness in his heart, solely to buy time.

Ye Fan stared at him coldly, immediately realizing that the Golden Crow Great Saint was absent; otherwise, why would they be so forbearing? He then let out a sharp cry, ordering them to bring out Ye Tong's body.

The old Golden Crow King nodded and sent someone to retrieve it. Before long, someone arrived carrying a jade box, over a meter long and gleaming with a smooth luster.

The moment it opened, Ye Fan's brows shot up. A bloodied arm lay within, clearly severed by a sharp weapon with a clean cut. The other, a lower leg, was completely different: utterly twisted, bones shattered, brutally broken off, a truly cruel act.

“Who did this?” Ye Fan's voice was frigid.

Ye Tong was his eldest disciple. Regardless of whether he had grown up, in Ye Fan's eyes, he was still a child, brought by him from Ziwei to the Big Dipper at five or six years old, with a tragic background, his entire clan wiped out. He never imagined that this child would suffer such torment during the years he was away.

Ye Fan put away the jade box and strode forward, like a divine lion entering a flock of sheep. Golden battle energy surged, and the heavens and earth trembled beneath his feet. With each step, the ten directions quaked, like an Immortal King descending to the mortal realm, his divine might unparalleled!

The severed arm and broken leg filled him with a mix of shock and rage, his heart aching for his disciple. His fury at the Golden Crow clan's arrogance boiled over, no longer restrainable.

“Boom!” He unleashed a punch, and true dragons soared, immortal phoenixes streaked across the sky, white tigers roared to the heavens, and black tortoises parted the seas. Various immortal spirits swirled around his golden fist, displaying immense power!

“Form the array!” the old Golden Crow King shouted. They had been prepared for a long time. Upon hearing his command, the others quickly deployed green array flags, planting them everywhere between heaven and earth. Fierce gales swept across a hundred thousand miles.

These were artifacts left by the Golden Crow Great Saint, containing a profound and extensive array formation, bequeathed to the clan members to protect this place as a precaution.

It could unleash the power of a nascent Great Saint, its terrifying magical energy sweeping across the heavens and earth. A hazy mist enveloped the area, like a green veil draped down.

However, Ye Fan paid it no mind. He charged forward alone, his golden fist wreathed in immortal spirits like true dragons, immortal phoenixes, and white tigers, tearing through everything destructively.

With a thunderous crash, the immortal spirits roared, soaring through the heavens and earth like ascending immortals. His fist power was world-shattering! He shattered dozens of green flags, advancing as if into an uninhabited land, directly charging forward.

Emperor's Fist! The array instantly crumbled, turning tens of thousands of miles into ruins. Mountains collapsed, flags shattered, and the immense land was swept clean.

In the end, only a golden figure stood in this devastated world. All array formations and other defenses had turned to dust, disintegrating into ash amidst the dazzling golden light.

The Golden Crows were utterly horrified, unsure how many had died. Blood rained down. With just a single punch, Ye Fan had swept away everything. Was this still human power? How could they possibly resist?

Only a few high-ranking Golden Crows, at the very moment Ye Fan swung his fist, had retreated into the fire-vein lair, terrified and narrowly escaping this calamity. The survivors trembled uncontrollably.

“You and your disciple killed our clan's strong members; you will surely face tribulation! When our clan's Great Emperor descends upon this world, no one will be able to stop him. No matter how powerful you are, you will perish!” the old Golden Crow King roared.

At this point, the facade had been completely shattered. Even if he had continued to grovel, it would have been useless. Ye Fan's killing intent permeated for thousands of miles; he had come to avenge his disciple and would not stop.

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent. He had already punched open the earth, revealing the underground fire vein. There, a massive crow's nest glowed with sky-piercing flames.

Without a doubt, this place was protected by an array formation, making it difficult for ordinary people to breach. It was a forbidden and crucial stronghold for the clan in the Big Dipper.

“All Golden Crows who mutilated my disciple's body must die!” Ye Fan declared.

“Everyone, don't you know? The Green Immortal Cauldron is on him, containing the secret to immortality. How else could he have returned from the ancient path and become comparable to a Great Saint in such a short time? It must be related to this cauldron!” the old Golden Crow cried out, his intentions malicious.

In the distance, many powerful figures—ancient clans and Saints from other domains—were present. They all knew the Green Bronze Cauldron was with Ye Fan. However, Ye Fan was currently too powerful for them to dare seize it, but that didn't mean they lacked greed.

“If any of you are apprehensive, quickly go and invite your respective clan's Great Saints to suppress and kill the Human Sacred Body, seize the Green Cauldron, and then our clans can collectively study its secrets,” the old Golden Crow exclaimed, his heart utterly malevolent.

Ye Fan's lips curved into a cruel smile, and he murmured to himself, “I actually hope everyone comes. Otherwise, how could it live up to my expectations?”

“You…” The Golden Crow powerhouses' faces changed color as they watched Ye Fan advance as if into an uninhabited land, directly approaching the crow's nest. The array formation could not stop him; it was useless against him.

“Boom!” A brilliant light erupted from Ye Fan's glabella. A small, inch-tall cauldron flew out, then rapidly expanded. The Mother Qi of All Things flowed around it, like thousands of grand waterfalls cascading down.

With a tremendous crash, the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things struck the crow's nest. Three consecutive blows shook the heavens and earth, shattering the fire vein. The Golden Crow's nest was torn into pieces, completely breached.

Even with the Great Saint array formation empowering it, it was futile; it simply could not withstand Ye Fan's assault. With one fall of the cauldron, all things shattered!

“Fight him!” the old Golden Crow Saint King wailed. There was no escape; Ye Fan's laws and order had already spread out, sealing off heaven and earth, confining the sky.

Ye Fan's expression remained calm. He let out a soft exclamation, a sonic boom that exploded across the world like a clap of thunder.

“Pffft!” The old Golden Crow King instantly exploded, blood rain and glistening white bone fragments scattering everywhere, a truly horrifying sight. This outcome sent an extreme chill throughout the world.

The assembled powerhouses recoiled. The Golden Crow clan members turned pale, trembling uncontrollably, many collapsing directly to the ground.

How powerful must this be? With a single sonic roar, he had killed a mighty Saint King. This was indeed the demeanor of a Supreme Being!

“Let it end,” Ye Fan said, walking forward. He let out another sonic roar and swung his right fist, golden light like a surging sea, its aura rushing for ten thousand miles.

This place transformed into a field of Asuras. All Golden Crows exploded, one body after another disintegrating, their souls also shattered, utterly destroying their forms and spirits.

With just one punch and one sonic roar, Ye Fan annihilated all remaining Golden Crows. How could such a heaven-defying method not shock everyone?

Blood mist permeated the air, and silence fell upon the place.

There was an eerie silence between heaven and earth. All the powerhouses were chilled to the bone, many unable to stop trembling.

With a turn of his hand, he could conjure clouds; with another, he could bring rain. The Human Sacred Body now commanded all under heaven. Killing the Golden Crow clan was as simple as this, shocking everyone to their core!